All must run by Morgan Garza

All must run from the roaring beast,
The beast that preys on innocent.
The beast is ruthless,
Hungry,
And bloodthirsty.

The beast ambushes those unaware.
Some seek the beast,
Others try to help, pull them away from the beast,
But they are determined to find the beast.

The beast has lived forever,
Will always be waiting for its next victim.
It disguises itself sometimes,
Posing as no threat,
But then wrestles someone down,
Dragging them into its lair.
Those who go in,
Never come back out.

Never seen again.


Owen CootsComment